February 25, 1973- October 25, 2023
Jim was the much youngest of us five kids. He was a sweet mischievous child, and like most younger siblings, often a considerable pain in the butt. He loved sport, played soccer as a kid, and loved skiing. He excelled at motocross until one too many spills made him called it a day.
Like I said, he was the youngest, but probably the smartest. From our father, he got the mechanical and technical smarts that showed in his machining skills and technical drawings. From our mother he got a love of cooking and the skills to carry them out. No one would turn down a Jim frittata
A lot of you have shared with the family wonderful times that he shared with you. Few will forget the bonfires and pig roasts he hosted while we lived out on the farm. Though some have admitted to me memories to be a bit hazy.
Yes, Jim had his failures and his demons, and chose to keep his feelings to himself, dealing with them his way. It was hard not to help him, but he didn't want help. Let us not remember him for the way he died, but for the way he enjoyed life.
Resting in peace at last.
